blOgbuefi

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Wednesday, July 19, 2006

tiny pink feet

i found a dead mouse in a mouse trap on the floor of the copy room of my work today. [pictures forthcoming...]

poor little thing, the trap had flipped up and over as the snap released and was smothering her, so all i could see were her tiny pink geet, curled slightly, and her thin wiry tail, straight out behind her, possibly in fright or surprise.

hideous thing, the mouse trap. would we ever devise something like that to trap homeless people with? a large steel bar to come crashing down on one's head or snapping at your neck or breaking your hands and wrists if you reached to grab something you wanted to eat?

no, that would be cruel.

that's how i think of mice, such small and slight creatures, so gentle and delicate. like little office hoboes, displaced from their homes by xerox machines and water coolers. just trying to make a living and find a bite to eat amid all the stress and flow of the office.

people can be so cruel.
-stephanie


p.s. on another note, i haven't noticed any traps in my cubicle vicinity, and i will have you know i have been an exceptionally messy eater recently... ;-)

2 Comments:

  • At 9:05 PM, July 19, 2006, Anonymous remaerdyaD said…

    ogbuefi,

    can i share with you something similar but from the other end of the spectrum - one of my cats? i am afriad that it is kind of a long story...

    i just put my fe-luke boy on a collar and leash - oi vay! one brush of my magic leash and POOF my indoor cat instantly became an outdoor cat. now i have to actually keep him from the door.

    dillema = cats are not, repeat, not the greatest domesticated animal in like the ecosphere for training on a leash. and i use the word, training, in the sense that CATS CANNOT BE TRAINED.

    he loves the grass/trees/creepy-crawlies/sky/sounds... he h8's a loud truck, a dog... but bcos he is fe-leukemia, i cannot let him go.

    it seemed bad not to let him out yet it seems bad to leash him.

    !p3ac3

    - i can't believe you left my spam up, btw. you are in for it now! (: j/k

     
  • At 12:19 AM, July 20, 2006, Blogger Ogbuefi Stephi said…

    spam? where??

     

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